walking dead

Well...it's been awhile since I posted and to be honest, I am doing a double posting today. It's been a crazy week. Last wednesday, I sstepped on a nail which garnered me a trip to ER. Two days and two more nails later I got into an accident. So far estimated damage is 7500.00.

 BUT........anyway.....I wa talking to a colleague of mine and the topic of anticipatory grief came up. Anticipatory grief is a grief state that happens when one is anticipating the death of a loved one who is pronounced terminal but the death has yet to occur.

In ou conversations along this vein, I put forth the metaphor of walking dead. For you see, I am the walking dead. I am alive.....kicking.....screaming......and walking and yet I am dead.

For certain people that once were close to me, I no longer exist. We run into each other from time to time, we see each other, and we hear of each other...and yet I am walking dead to them. I no longer exist, nor factor into their lives to such an extent that I may as well be dead. When we "accidentally" cross paths, it is as if, I, was not in the room let alone having been born.

So I walk dead............I am the walking dead.........